Thank you Mr. White

Having read a couple of posts about Memorial Day (which is this weekend), I began to think about this holiday and how it affects me. Several weeks ago I was blessed reading a post about the Australian/New Zealand Memorial Day celebration.  I cried through the post and was thankful for those brave men who served their

When does this ride stop?

Hello everyone!  I feel like I have been on a non stop merry-go-round for the past couple weeks.  I have thought of my blog and have wanted to write, but have not stopped long enough to think coherent thoughts, let alone write anything. I will write more about all that has transpired in the past

The life of a store

Almost three years ago my dear hubby and I moved to the Low country of South Carolina.  We left all that was familiar to me, the stores, the streets, my schedules, friends. We made a decision in moving that we would take just one vehicle and ship mine at a later date.  Fortunately, we were

Uhh, check…

I confess, I am a list maker.  I make lists and then make lists for the lists.  It is a compulsion.  I cannot control myself.  I love writing down all that needs to be done.  I don’t really enjoy writing down all that needs to be bought.  I absolutely love to take my pen and

Pardon Me, I think you are standing on my soapbox

Many times in my life I still view things like the skinny 17 year in my mind.  I think I am flexible and generous in my thinking and accepting attitudes in others.  I smile often when reading my Facebook page, seeing what posts my younger ‘friends’ write.  I feel good about myself during those times. Lately, though,

Saturday quote

There are good days and there are bad days, and this is one of them. ~ Lawrence Welk

Home of Quaker State, Pennzoil and Me…

Welcome to Oil City, Pennsylvania!  The title of this post is obsolete.  Quaker State Oil and Pennzoil are now in the great state of Texas.  I lived in Oil City for 19 years and have not lived there for 37+ years now.  But, Quaker State oil and Pennzoil were founded there, as was I.  It

HBM (Humbled Beyond Measure)

It is almost tomorrow, and I am just now sitting down to write today. It won’t be a long post, but, I did not want another hour to go by without mentioning how humbled and blessed I have been.  Humbled and blessed beyond measure. Yesterday I wrote my post and revealed things on my heart. 

Stuttering

I start my days reading the blogs I follow.  My morning begins with fresh juice and coffee, sometimes toast and always with reading blogs. I mostly follow women writers, these women have become my inspiration and encouragement. I know I have stories in me.  They peek out at me several times throughout my day and

We Interrupt This Meltdown for the letter “M”

Or, a better title, “would you like some cheese with your whine?” Spoiler alert: Disconnected ramblings from a would be writer?  I mean, would be writer. Did you ever have days where you feel like the voices in your head are arguing?  I have had a constant battle raging in my head since early Saturday